After the notarization of the elders of the tribe, both Fatoumah and Fahd agreed to Muhadi's proposal, and the one who avenged the late sheikh Abhiad took over as chieftain.

The notarial ceremony was held in a rocky council hall on a hill in the tribe, witnessed by all the warriors of the tribe. The two chieftain contenders pulled out their daggers with their left hands, grasped the blades firmly with their right hands, and pulled hard. The elven elders who had been prepared for a long time next to them immediately stepped forward and used the expensive copper cups containing mare's milk with the help of the dripping blood. [netbsp; The elders poured the milk of the pure white foal into the cup, and then handed it to each other.

"I swear in the name of fire and sand that I will be my chief who avenges the chief of Abiad. The two said in unison, "I drink this blood, and if I break my oath, may it burn in my body!"

"shi-hu1ud! it is done, the oath has been made!" said the witnessing elders, "Fatumah and Fahd! From now on, you are bound by the sacred oath. If you do so, the sun of Atas will evaporate the last drop of water from your body, every warrior in the desert will spit on your name, and whoever cuts off your head will become Scorpio's forever friend!"

After listening to the elder's threat, Fahd politely held his chest and made a courtesy to the old man. But when he saluted, his eyes were fixed on Fatoumah, and he looked confident.

"Looks like he's leaning on something," Fatoumah glared back, but quietly turned to the boy. "Are you sure your men will be there tomorrow, and if you do help me become a chief this time, I'll forgive you, or else...... Hmph!"

"They'll be there tomorrow night at the latest. Muhadi swore an oath that he asked Karim to deliver his orders. "When the time comes, whether you want to turn your face directly against Fahd's people, or destroy your father's tribe in the open, and then find evidence of their collusion with Fahd, it's up to you to decide. ”

"Hope these people are as useful as you promised, that mysterious man......"

"It's genuine, I've seen it with my own eyes. Muhati shrugged.

"My trust needs to be earned, and don't want me to believe in you until you regain my trust. The girl turned her head away and looked at him no more.

"I can prove my loyalty now," Muhadi said, "and you just stand here and watch." ”

After speaking, the young man walked up to Fahd under the gaze of all the warriors.

The handsome young elven warrior didn't know what the boy meant, "What's the matter, friend Muhadi, do you realize that Fatumah is nothing but a beautiful vase? ”

"I'm going to challenge you!" all the warriors heard Muhadi shout, and then the young man grabbed the front collar of Fahd's robes and slammed the elven warrior against a wall.

Challenging head-on is a great provocation in the tribe and often ends in non-dying, so it's not too common. Fahd's supporters were stunned for a moment at first, then drew the scimitar at their waist and screamed that they were about to pounce.

The elf girl didn't expect Muhati to publicly challenge Muhati in order to prove her loyalty to herself, and she didn't know how to respond for a while, so she was stunned.

However, to the greatest surprise of all the elves, it was Fahd's cousin. When Muhadi challenged, he just looked stunned, and then he was pushed down against the wall by the other party, and he had no intention of resisting at all.

The boy held one hand against the other, and the other hand on the handle of his scimitar. The moment before watching the supporters of Fahd around him, they were about to rush forward and stab him into pieces. Everyone heard Muhadi's clear sneer again, "What's the matter, Fahd, don't you boast that you are an invincible warrior in the tribe?

"Stand down, I'll deal with him!" Fahd drank, to his supporters.

Although the elf who supported Fahd was a little surprised, he obediently put away the scimitar and silently pushed two steps away to leave room for the two to fight.

Because he was pressed against the wall by Muhadi, only the angle from which Fahd was was could see the shape of Muhadi's mouth. And in the eyes of the ambitious elven warrior, at this time, Muhadi's mouth moved silently, making a mouth shape of "don't care about the sound, that's psionic energy".

The basic psionic ability of the Psychic Warlock is to manipulate sounds, and they can create very specific sounds according to their needs. The Desert tribes call the tribal psychic warlocks the Singers because of their ability.

However, the differences between psychic warlocks are also enormous, and due to the different talents, each psychic manipulator's ability to manipulate voices varies greatly. The good ones can perfectly reproduce a melodious song, while the clumsy ones can only learn to cry.

When it comes to the application of different psionic powers, there are also great differences between different psychic warlocks. Some people have a lot of natural inspiration for using it, while others just think of themselves as an alternative shaper who uses psionic energy to cause damage.

Muhathir took a risk, using his voice control ability to create a "I'm going to challenge you!" sound, and his mouth to make a "Greetings to Satiri the Coral Witch!" with his mouth. This was an out-and-out gamble, and if Fahd hadn't noticed the boy's hints, he would have had to fight with the other party. Fortunately, Fahd deliberately befriended Tyre, and should not kill Tyre's officers.

Fortunately, although Fahd is young, he is extremely scheming, and he is indeed a first-class talent in the tribe. When Muhadi squeezed out of his mouth, he noticed it almost immediately, and out of surprise he was pushed against the wall.

"Stand down, I'll deal with him!" Fahd immediately yelled at his supporters, realizing that the other party might have important news to tell him.

"Get out of here! Do you want to go on a killing spree in the council hall!" Seeing that his half-brother's men were about to pounce on him and slaughter Muhadi, Fatoumah shouted at him.

"Don't care about the sound, it's psionic energy. Muhati made an export type, "I will support you, for Tyr!"

"Traditionally, you put up a challenge. Then I can choose the weapon. Fahd pushed Mohadi away, in the eyes of outsiders. He nimbly pushed the boy's hand away, then twisted it hard behind his opponent's back. And the boy seemed to be in pain, twisting his body awkwardly, as if wrestling with Fahd.

From this angle, others still can't see Muhadi's mouth.

The boy heard the hint from the other's previous sentence, "I have a hundred scimitars, and a hundred soldiers wielding them." He made this mouth shape.

"Then choose the scimitar, I heard that Fatoumah himself taught you. ”

Hearing Fahd's answer, the young man laughed, "I've only learned a tenth of her skills, but I think it's enough to deal with you!"

In places that no one else noticed, Muhadi's lip shape was "Sue me for your actions, I will pretend to obey Fatoumah, but at critical moments." I'll stab her in the back. ”

"It's very impressive confidence, and I doubt you can keep it for long. Fahd stumbled on the boy's weight-bearing leg with one leg, and to the outside he looked as if he was trying to knock his opponent down.

The two swapped places, and Muhadi struggled to maintain his center of gravity as he noticed that Fahd seemed to suddenly let go of his defenses, presenting all the plans on the surface of his mind, almost within reach.

The teenager quickly concentrated, reading the plan that Fahd himself had deliberately shown to himself.

Fahd didn't even know about the sheikh's death?!

It was at this moment that Muhathir read another, even more shocking piece of information. Fahd was unaware of the halfling's volley in the desert, which he had analyzed based on the words of the Tyre wire he had connected to. As far as he knew, Tyre's request that all allied tribes send envoys, or caravans, at that time seemed to be a cover for some really important convoys.

After reading all of Fahd's plans, Muhadi pretended to make a voice of "Then try my sword!" and fumbled with one hand as if he was about to draw his saber.

"Life and death duels are forbidden in the council hall!" some elven elders hurriedly stopped.

"That's enough, Muhadi!Don't kill that megalomaniac, when the other warriors say I don't dare to keep my oath and deliberately send you to kill the challenger!" Fatumah said with a smile, she could see that the young man's martial arts were no match for Fahd, but such a farce was very face-saving for the opponent, so she was very happy.

Fatoumah stopped her, and her supporters followed suit. Just listening to them, if the girl hadn't stopped it in time, Fahd would have been in a different place by now.

Fahd's supporters scolded back with disdain, and the anger in the council hall became heavier and heavier, and it was about to start a fight.

"All right, my friends. Save face for my sister......" Fahd said to his supporters, arranging his robes with ease. “...... Because she can't get married, she has a short temper. You look at my face and tolerate her. ”

The people on Fahd's side laughed wildly, and Fahd himself made a lewd gesture and said, "Friends, let's go!"

Muhadi retreated to the elven girl's side and stood silently.

The girl said, "You looked stupid just now. There was no displeasure on his face.

"Forgive me, I was just thinking about Fahd's plan, and I didn't pay attention to the image. Muhadi lowered his voice and put it next to the girl's long ear. "Fahd's plan is ......"

Fatoumah retracted his smile, and his face grew heavy.

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